You Me and My memory Amplifiers

Posted by Unknown Sabtu, 19 Oktober 2013 0 komentar


Grateful, I feel very happy when reminiscing when I was a kid, as if just given me such happiness by the Creator. Things that really made an impression was when I was in the middle of a warm gathering with my friends at that time. While my parents were busy working, I also feel very free to play with your friends. It's known children happen to my home,so very difficult to permit to play in the daytime. Play it like paradise world for the children at that time. Thing that I enjoy is when I was playing in the fields when the rice harvest season arrives or when his land into a football field. To reach to the destination (fields) we have to pass through the gorge is quite challenging, when I use the tree to jump the gap to reach the destination. It feels very, very exciting ... although I am a woman and still very young at the time, but not discouraged me to play with friends in the fields. When the paddy fields are still green in fresh, we take shelter in the huts that were there and enjoy the fresh air, feel the breeze caressing our hair-hair gently, hear the sounds of birds who want to steal rice in the fields, see the farmers who are keeping the rice-paddy of the birds. Very fond memories for me. And when the field used by the football field my friends, I do not want to lose and come play football with them, to the extent that I dubbed the "Rohaye" hehhe ... oh yeah, I also remember after we got home from school, me and a friend Friends often climb tamarind tree that is in the rice field, and the free-fall from the top of the tree to the top of the rice grain was, can you imagine how she said it?? it is amazing you know! but unfortunately, it lived sweet memories, even though that period has passed, but the sweet memories that can not go away from my life history, memories that helped carve a history sweetest really want me back again. Now my friends in my childhood go one by one and create a new history in the course of their lives with each, as well as with me. Want to cry when remembering togetherness that passed along at the time, now do not even know anymore how are they. I can only pray that they are all healthy and successful afterlife. Aamiin ..And, when I tell it back memories frontal areas are involved in the recall or call back the memory stored in the brain. Several brain regions have an important function in the formation of memory. Region-region includes the hippocampus and cortex (adjacent to the hippocampus), as well as the thalamus. Nonetheless, the hippocampus itself is not a long-term memory storage is permanent. How the heck LTM formed and stored? nah, have been found in the work of Donald Hebb LTM states that information from STM to LTM sent to us if that information is often repeated in the STM in the long term. transformation of information from STM to LTM occurs because STM structures in the brain have a circuit that contains the neural activities that resonate (reverberating), which have neurons that are able to move in the round (loop) independently. Some experience more memorable than other experiences. For longer remember an event we need to strengthen the memory by way of frequent repeat or remember. Most of the information that persist in LTM (Long Term Memory) is for information or experiences that are painful or very unpleasant, involving ego, or even traumatic say, a dissconnected girlfriend, the death of a friend, despised by friends etc, it seems more likely to survive longer in the memory than the memory we used to do on a daily basis. Just as the story is written on my experience, it is a form of lasting memories in LTM because the memories are memories that are very impressive.

Reference: Solso R. L, Dkk (2007).Psikologi kognitif. Jakarta: Erlangga

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